My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2518

His every movement exuded elegance.

The room was enveloped in a profound stillness, a hush so complete that it seemed to have a tangible quality, and yet, paradoxically, the air was imbued with a subtle, indefinable sense of warmth, a gentle, comforting energy that seemed to permeate every corner, creating a soothing and peaceful ambiance.

Tilda’s eyes followed the angular contours of Lyndon’s jaw before settling on the subtle prominence of his Adam’s apple, its slight bob as he swallowed captivating her attention.

Just then, he finished with the tissues and turned to look in her direction.

Tilda quickly averted her gaze.

She inquired, “Um, what time is it?”

With a careless flick of his wrist, Lyndon discarded the used tissue before picking up his phone to check the time.

o’clock,” he

really slept that

A ‘s L I B R A R

there, acting as her pillow the whole

heart fluttered, suffused with an unexpected sweetness, as if dipped in a warm, honeyed

She felt warm.

and into his pants, she couldn’t help

crowned by strong, lean legs- each detail sharply etched and

brief, furtive glance led to another, her cheeks warming with each

nights, she had never

teetering on the edge of decorum with a flurry of unseemly

palpably warmer,

help but gulp

velvety voice suddenly filled the air, snapping her back to